Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1887-10-15
KATY'S TRIUMPH.
BY ANDERSON K. LOVE.

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he talking gaily, she with a troubled
look on her face. After duly admiring
the place, she put a timid hand on his
arm, and said, "But, Arthur, dear, let's
have no wine In it.
"Why?" he asked, in surprise.
Because 1 have resolved, if 1 am
ever the mistress of a house, there
shall be no liquors kept in it-no social
glasses for friends.
Why Katy, you are unreasonable. 1
did not know you carried your temper
ance opinions so far as that OF course
shall keep wine IN my house, and en-
terrain my friends with it, too"
She raised her face appealingly.
Arthur !" she said, IN q tone Of voice
which he knew how to interpret
Arthur's brow grew clouded.
"But you cannot fear for nle?" he
said, with half-offended pride.
II mast fear for you, Arthur, if you
begin as he did. And 1 fear for others
besides-for the sons, and husbands,
and fathers, who may learn at our
cheerful boards to love the poison that
shall slay them"
They went mp the steps and sat on
sofa IN the dining-room for few mo-
ments, while Katy put on her hat and
drew on her gloves.
The argument was kept up. 1t is un-
necessary that we should repeat all
that WIS said on both sides. 1t ended
at last as similar discussions have ended
before. Neither was willing to yield
Katy, because she felt that her whole
future happiness might be involved IN
it ; Arthur, because he thought it would
be giving way to a WOman's whims, and
would sacrifice too much of his popular
ity with his friends.
He had bought his house, paid for it,
and furnished it handsomely, and in a
few weeks was to bring Katy as its mis-
tress. All the afternoon they had
been looking over it together, happy
as two birds with a neWly-fnished nest.
But when Arthur closed the door and
put the key in his pocket, IN the chill,
waning light of the December after
noon, and gave Katy his arm to see her
home, it was all "broken up" between
them, and a notice, "To Let" was put
over the door Of the pretty house the
very next morning.
1t was the most foolish thing to do;
but then lovers can always find some
thing to quarrel about
They parted with a cool Good even
ing, at the door of Katy's lodging
house. She went up to her room to
cry; he went home hurt and angry,
but secretly resolving to see her again,
and give her a chance to say that she
was in the wrong. He would wait a
few days, however; it would not do to
let her see that he was in a hurry TO
make it up"
He did wait, nearly q week, and
when he called at the modest lodging
house, where he had been want to visit
50 often, he was told that Miss Gardi-
ner had been gone three days.
Gone where?" he asked, slow to be-
ieve.
"She did not tell me, sir. She said
she was not coming back. Her aunt
lives at Bristol"
He then took the next train to Bris-
tol, and investigated; but neither
there. nor in any other place,
though he searched for months after
wards, did he find sign or trace of Katy
Gardiner.
All this happened more than a year
before 1 saw Katy; but We three "fao-
tory girls, who lodged at Mrs. How
elPs with her, Of course knew nothing
about it She came to the factory and
applied for work. The Superintendent
thought her too delicate for such labor,
but she persisted; and in fact, she i'm
proved in health, spirits, and looks
after she became used to the work and
simple fare of the factory girls.
She was a stranger to US all, and it
seemed likely that she would remain
so. But one day Mary Bascom's dress
caught in q part of the machinery, and
before any one else could think what to
do, Katy had sprang to her side, and
pulled her away by main strength from
After that, Mary and Lizzie Payne and
/, who were her dearest friends, were
Katy's sworn allies.
We all lodged together then, in the
big Factory Boarding House" But
Katy took it into her head that we
should have so much nicer times in a
private lodging to ourselves; and when
she took anything into her head she
generally carried it through. In less
than week she had found the very
place she wanted, arranged matters
with the Superintendent, and had US
sheltered under Mrs. Howells vine and
fig tree. We four girls were the proud
.possessors of a tOlerably large, double
bedded apartment, with a queer little
dressing-rOOm attached-"and the lib
erty of the parlOr to receive callers in"
IA proviso at which we all laughed.
of the day. Indeed and in truth, Katy
made the place so charming that we
forgot We were factory girls" when we
got to it. She imprOvised cunning little
things out of trihes that are usually
thrown away as useless and the flowers
growing in broken pots IN our window
we're a glory to behold. She always
had a fresh book or periodical on our
tables and better than this, she brought
to us the larger cultivation and the
purer taste, which taught us how &c use
opportunities within our reach
What made you take to our style of
life, Katy ?" asked Lizzie one evening,
Is We ali sat in the east window, watch
ing the outcoming Of the stars, and tell
ing girlish dreams.
Destiny, my child, answered Katy,
STOPPING to replace the little boot she
had thrown OF to rest her foot
"But You might have been an author
ess, or painter, or IA book-keeper.
Or"
Lizze's knowledge Of this world was
rather limited; Katy broke in upon
her.
There, that VIII do. I was not born
a genius, and hate arithmetic
But you did not always have to work
for a living. Katy2" said May. "You
are lady. I know"
Katy laughed a short, queer laugh
yes, she said, and that's why /
don't know how TO get my living in any
other way but this. So behold me a
healthy and honest factory girl"
She rose, made q little bow, and q
flourish with her small hands, and we
Gil laughed although she said nothing